Zayante: 1940’s Family Remembers (story + photos)

Many thanks to Noni McCullough Borden who shared her family photos including Zayante School 1945-1943:

#1-The story:

Noni Mc Cullough Borden Family History of Zayante, 1940's +.

Noni McCullough Borden Family History of Zayante, 1940’s +.

#2-Zayante School Photo with students:

1945 Zayante School and Kids. Courtesy of Noni McCullough Borden.

1945 Zayante School and Kids. Courtesy of Noni McCullough Borden.

#3 – Identity of several of the students:

Courtesy of Noni McCullough Borden,

Courtesy of Noni McCullough Borden,

#4 – 1943 Noni and brother Pat at Zayante School:

1943 Noni and brother Pat at Zayante School. Mrs. Wise was the teacher that year.

1943 Noni and brother Pat at Zayante School. Mrs. Wise was the teacher that year.

#5 – Noni’s Mother, the pioneer, 1942 at Zayante:

1942 Noni's Mother at Zayante. Courtesy of Noni McCullough Borden

1942 Noni’s Mother at Zayante. Courtesy of Noni McCullough Borden

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1 Response to Zayante: 1940’s Family Remembers (story + photos)

  1. Linda Bruce (nee Celestres) says:

    My mother, Kathryn (Kay) Celestres & your mother were friends when we lived in Felton.
    When I was a very young girl I had to stay with your family a short while because I think my mom was having a baby & my aunt had not arrived from farther up north to take care of me, although it may have been for another reason.
    My folks left Felton in 1958 when we moved to Lakeport, CA & bought a restaurant there.
    I remember a good time from my childhood that was spent in Henry Cowell park having a picnic with the Presbyterian Church’s Redwood Guild Ladies group. I think your mom was there. Anyway, sometime in the 1980’s some of the ladies from that original ( ?) group got together for the next several years for a picnic in Henry Cowell park. I think we met in Sept. Georgia (Green) Fowler, Lois Cohenour(?), Vangie Lay & Maryanne Stewart were some who attended and also your mother. There were probably 10-12 of us. We brought potluck dishes. We even rode the train ride at Roaring Camp. I am not sure if you or a sister came to these picnics.
    I have never really gotten over the pain of having to leave Felton. It truly was a magical place to grow up.

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